Etsuo left Kumo to arrive in a land that was very much, different from his home village in many ways than one. He found a place that was called the village hidden in the leaves, which fit the name very well with all the trees around them. Deep within him, he knew what his brother felt those days when he was away from the village, but an anger surged from him as he remember about the person that killed his only brother. He had awakened his sharigan and the man fled but this wasn't enough to keep him away as he tried to kill Etsuo until his father intervened in the battle. This however resulted in his father getting hospitalized in a coma and Etsuo seeking out his other family, the Uchiha Clan. But in the end nothing could really be found in konaha that lead him directly to the clan there.

So he supposed, that it would just be best if he returned to his home village for now since he was quite unsure of what was going on there himself and he needed to return anyway with no purpose here. He was once again on the move, and he came to realize, who he needed to talk to of all people. Etsuo had to resort to speaking with his father's side of the family, the Yukimura Clan, known for Puppetry and the cause of all of his problems. It was technically because of their skill, that he had to deal with rivals of the family even though he wasn't at all involved with most of them. He did however take up their art unlike his brother and learned from his father most of the skills and the basics to operating one of them. So within he felt that he could be seen as one of them from the outside, but he was very different within. His very blood, reflected traits that he believed none of them had in fact. The Uchiha blood that ran within him, gave him the sharigan and the power to protect himself against the rivals of his clan.

"I won't fail you brother." He said to himself as he traveled back to his village.

The battle was probably long from over with his rivals in puppetry, and he would clearly make it one of his goals, when he returned to the village, to improve his skills in it to new levels that he could of dreamed of years ago. For his brother, his mother, and most of all, his last living member, his father. The man that gave him life and most of all, trained him to be as skilled with a puppet as he was. The man that nearly gave up his own life, so that he could continue to live, so he would see through that his father woke up and they both defeated the killer of his brother. The life ahead of him didn't promise much but in the end, he hoped that he could have a happy ending with his remain family and his village. Etsuo never looked back as he traveled, for he had no reason to as he would return to his village and his father proud of what he was and proud of his eyes and the gifts that it gives him.

He really wouldn't know what to do if he didn't keep looking forward on this travel. Eventually, it would all be over and Etsuo would be able to rest, but apparently fate wasn't what he wanted, because deep within he really knew that many thing laid in front of his peaceful path. On of them towards the end, he supposed was that masked puppeteer.Before long after these thoughts, he arrived at the Village that he called home.



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